A Silent Prayer Poem by Daleen Enslinstrydom

A Silent Prayer



How deep is the deepest sea,
how far is the east from the west,
when everything feels as empty and dry,
as a river without rain
when everything you believed in
does not matter anymore?

How high is God removed,
how high from my broken soul?
Lord, I did wander far away
and how low must I bow before I break,
when all I have is yesterday
and every tomorrow is miles away,
when I do not even know myself
and all of my trust is shattered to the core.

Lord who am I,
how many times
must I turn another cheek
and betray myself?

How will I be able to pick up the pieces of my life?
Unworthy I come to kneel at Your throne.
I am unclean and with brokenness.
I am miserable and in need of help.
Lord, do not sent my away.
Lord, this child off yours is so weary.

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Daleen Enslinstrydom

Daleen Enslinstrydom

Springs, South Africa
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